Good Night my angle time to close your eyes,. and save these questions for another day.. I think i know what you've been asking me.. I think you know what i've been trying to say..
Goodnight, my angel. Time to close your eyes. And save these questions for another day. I think I know what you've been asking me. I think you know what I've been trying to say.
Los angelenos. All come from somewhere. To live in sunshine. Their funky exile. Midwestern ladies. High-heeled and faded. Drivin' sleek new sports cars.
Los angelenos. All come from somewhere. To live in sunshine. Their funky exile. Midwestern ladies. High-heeled and faded. Drivin' sleek new sports cars.
Victor was born. The spring of 44. and never saw. His father anymore. . A child of sacrifice. A child of war. Another son who never had. A father after Leningrad.
Even though I'm in love. Sometimes I get so afraid. I'll say something so wrong. Just to have something to say. . I know the moment isn't right. To tell the girl a comical line.
Well if money makes a rich man. Then I might never make the grade. I'll be a small time operator. If I just get the landlord paid. But if time is an indication.
Laura. Calls me. In the middle of the night. Passes on her. Painful information. Then these careless fingers. They get caught in her vice. Til they're bleeding.
Feel the words from my lips,. See your hearts fingertip,. And you know were I come from,. Cause I know, yes I know,. Everything there is to know,. Cause I've lost everything I've had.
You're still awake and I can feel the tears dryin' on your skin. And I wish that they were mine. I touch your hand, I kiss your lips to make you feel I'm there.
Or had heard of love. I'd have never known to dream. Surely never dreamt of her. Or bands of angels. That can sail across the heart. I never knew. But they do.
Laura,. es tu nombre. que unido va,. Laura,. a un misterio de amor.. Quizs. tus ojos con su brillar. podrn de tu pasin hablar.. Por eso, Laura,. todos quieren mirarte as,.